All my vips to the track I made over this year.

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SLIDE! (FT. Epho)

LYRICS:

Foldin' opps in devious ways (devious)
Set the trap, then I smile like I'm crazed (crazy)
Ain’t no rush, I be playin' for days (days)
Move like a shadow, then light up the blaze (brrt)
Talkin' that tough? Better watch what you say (say)
One little slip, then you part of the play (click)
Foldin' opps in devious ways (ha)
Cool on the surface, but deadly in ways
Dinner table moves, but I never toast (nope)
Enemies close, that’s when I do the most (most)
No cap, I be smilin’ like a host (smile)
Then flip the vibe and turn kings into ghosts (boom)
Caught in the net, he ain’t see the design (nah)
I bend the truth while he’s speakin' on mine (brrr)
Slick with the lines, every word a landmine
Say one thing wrong, now he bleedin’ through time
Wrap ‘em in silk, make it look like a show (clean)
Silencer on when the motive is low (shhh)
You talk revenge, I be talkin’ control
They play checkers — I already stole gold
I don’t react, I just write out a list (list)
Every name marked with a plan and a twist (facts)
You send a threat, I reply with a gift
Boomerang moves — now he chokin' on risk
Foldin' opps in devious ways (devious)
Set the trap, then I smile like I'm crazed (crazy)
Ain’t no rush, I be playin' for days (days)
Move like a shadow, then light up the blaze (brrt)
Talkin' that tough? Better watch what you say (say)
One little slip, then you part of the play (click)
Foldin' opps in devious ways (folded)
Cool on the surface, but deadly in ways
Slide with a grin like the Joker in war (why so?)
Masked up, suited, kick in the door (boom)
Chess game plays, I don’t swing like a thug
I send lil’ bro and he do it with love (love)
Fake lil’ link, then I loop in a snake (trap)
Got the whole map and they movin’ in place (check)
Let 'em feel safe, then I flip the estate (flip)
They ain’t know peace 'til I emptied the plate
Whispers and codes, I don’t speak on the hit (never)
Dinner with foes, then I clean up the dish (gone)
Everything planned, even down to the ditch
Whole operation look legal and rich (clean)
If I slide, it’s a wrap — no reload (nope)
Glove tight, dark fit, deep mode (stealth)
Heart cold, got a plot in each zone
Take out a team without touchin' a phone
Fold ‘em like laundry, crisp and neat (folded)
Told him chill, now he under a sheet (gone)
Play with my name, you’ll get more than a tweet
You gon’ meet fate while you checkin' the street

Smilin' in court, I don’t leave any proof (nah)
I just recline while they spin up the truth (spin it)
Not a shooter, I invest in the roof
Then drop the weight like I’m cuttin’ it loose

Built for the cold, I was born in the plot
Got ten ways just to air out a spot
One with the silence, I move like a wraith
Never see me ‘til it’s already late

TSUKARETA! (FT. CHRISBANDS, Monaco, Lonnie)

LYRICS: 

Pulled up quiet in the all-black Lac'
Scope on the tool, got the beam in tact
Seen an opp lackin', he ain’t come back
Caught him by the deli, laid him on the rack
Slide through quick, no time to yak
Mask on face, no strings, no slack
Dropped two opps, then we doubled back
Now they whole hood tryna get some plaque
Ten toes down, I don’t never crack
Bros in the trap, they flippin’ the pack
If it’s up, then it’s stuck, no cap, just facts
Talk on the net, get turned to a snack

In the field, I ain't never been whack
Step on the scene like a heart attack
Drum go dumb, make the whip go smack
Chopper got kicks like
Pulled up deep in a tinted Lac'
Stashed that pole in a duffle sack
One wrong move, get your melon cracked
He ain't come right, so he ain't come back
Spin through once, then we spin right back
Gloves on tight, leave no damn track
Heard they outside? Man, we love that
Pop out fast like a sneak attack
Runnin' through the night in all matte black
Bro got aim like a COD pack
He froze up, couldn’t even react
Now his name in a song, that's a new diss track
Catchin' opps, we back to back
We don’t fold, we built to stack
Pressure up, no time to slack
Play with gang, get turned to a snack
Catchin' opps, we back to back
Whole team ride like a wolf pack
If he outside, then it’s click-clack
He ain’t get far, now he laid flat
Heard his big bro tryna get payback
Tell him come spin, we good with that
Whole block hot, got the feds on crack
Still make plays, get the sack unpacked
Grew up cold where the sky stay black
Had no love, just pain and knack
Now I walk through like a maniac
Opps turn ghost when they hear that rat-tat
Ain’t no peace, no white flag
He switched sides, now he in that bag

BACK 2 BACK! (FT. Secret!)

LYRICS:

Watch your mouth ‘fore I really react
Say the wrong thing, get your ego smacked
This ain’t rap, I don’t do it for claps
One wrong move, get popped like caps
Talk real loud but your story all cap
Act real tough but your aura say "nap"
My dogs don’t bark, they snap and trap
Catch one fade, get left in your lap
Better pipe down, I don’t do no threats
You runnin’ your jaw, but ain’t broke no sweat
This ain’t Twitter, we don't post regrets
We show up quick — no time to reset
Watch your mouth, that tone ain’t it
Say one word, and the whole room flip
Tryna act bold? That’s a bad-fit script
Might catch five like a post-game clip
Better fall back, don’t get involved
This type of smoke don’t ever dissolve
We pull up calm, then problems get solved
Ain’t no peace when respect gets robbed
Why you speak if your heart ain't in it?
Real ones move with the weight each minute
Mouth run wild, but your soul ain't in it
That lip gon' write a check, we’ll spin it
See, silence gold, and talk is cheap
But some of y’all chirp like y’all can’t sleep
Got no wins, just L’s you reap
One quick jab, and you fold up deep
Say less, move smart, stay sharp
‘Cause I don’t throw hands just to leave a mark
I aim for pride, I break the spark
Push me once — I light the dark
Watch yo mouth cuz this tone ain't it

(CHORUS)
Better watch your tone, better watch yo tone, better watch your tone, before I break your jawbone. (X2)

WATCH YA MOUTH! (FT. Nat James & Secret!)

LYRICS:

(CHORUS)
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah
(VERSE 1)

  
Crashin' out, can't stop, I’m burnin' bright  
Demons in my mind, yeah, they tryna fight  
Swingin' on 'em like I’m fightin’ for my life  
I crash out hard, no rest, no light  
Crashin' out, I can’t feel, but I feel the pain  
Demons in my chest, they all speak my name  
Treat 'em like opps, in the fire we’re the same  
I crash out, let 'em know, I ain’t playin' no games
Late nights, I’m talkin' to the shadows, no peace  
Tried to pray, but the silence won’t cease  
Used to be love, now it’s war, no relief  
Every word, a bullet — I’m fightin’ my grief  
Creepin’ through my mind like a storm with no sound  
Can’t turn it off, gotta shut it all down  
They say I’m lost, but I’m fightin’ the crown  
A king in the chaos, won’t let myself drown

(CHORUS)

Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah

(HESI PART)

i cant take my chances in the world im not into Hollows Epho make demon run like scorp i’ll push you back 10 times over and i aint never really scared i know that god is my soldier if i was to up and leave right now im up in heaven with my brother we gon be rejoicin with the crowd singing holy wit one another i think you should give your life to god, believe in christ it aint no other soakin up the word like im a sponge, pineapple under sea
Epho tryna spread the word dont got no time for unbelievers
Keep my Bible Close Mordern Weapon, Boy i love my NLT Mortal Kombat Demon Pull Up, Knock him off his feet, Get Temptation out my life, put me on your soccer team
I like Lotify my work, with tracers rounds up in my magazine
Aresnal of Scripture, keep it long just like a Limousine
Stay up in the word, it do me right, feel like Creatine
Remember what i said in that other song, i got Lil Fo Offended
He Told me be kind to the people so i aint bein mean
His Armor like cologne, i got it on, boy i got it on
he saved me for the real, not the fake, Jesus aint a phony
Frontline, steppin bout the lord Epho win a -
Takin Demons out, im talkin bout Left, and Right, Get these demons off me
and this beat majestic, super smooth, Remind me of lawford
eatin on the word early morning, im not drinking coffee
backed in in my sin, i prayed to God he got it changed for holy
whats up? down up boy i know my games is holy
I Said my Abba Comin back defend the night, i know my jesus coming
praisin jesus christ, im down the street, and my speakers stompin
Lil Epho im on a Jerk Beat, I might get to Crumpin
Get up out that word i cant hang with satan, he play you like a trumpet
I Cant keep no lies in my circle, cuz i got it trusted
Im with the army of the lord, if we with satan, then we finna rush you
run up on that cross cover me in blood, from my head to toe
Grabbin on my faith i stank it up just like a toliet bowl
Dont believe in sinner i speak jesus thru the northern pole

SSWISS CHEESE PT. 2! (FT. HESI, EPHO)

PROD. KrXno

LYRICS:  (CHORUS) Midnight creepin’, hoodie low, silent step in the snow, Shadow in the alley, they don’t even know I’m close. No talkin’, no flexin’, just the cold of the steel, Heartbeat calm, this revenge feelin’ real. Glide like a phantom, vanish in the mist, One shot, one drop—ain’t no time to miss. They was laughin’ then, now they beggin’ on the floor, But I came for the silence, not the war no more.  (VERSE)  Stealth mode, I’m a ghost in the zone, Movin’ through the dark, I don’t need no throne. Creepin’ on the opps, now they payin’ they dues, This the art of war—walk quiet in my shoes. Stealth mode, no lights, no fame, Just a name in the wind, not a face in the frame. You won't hear nothin’ but the click and the flame, By the time they look back, I done finished the game. No mercy in my step, I was built for the cold, Never fold, I got stories that’ll never be told. Move smart, no chatter, just a target and a code, Keep my soul in the shadows where the real ones go. Parked outside, black tint, lights off, They inside sleepin’, I’m slidin’ like a boss. Window cracked, I breathe in deep, Then I glide through the night like death on feet. Ain’t no witnesses, just whispers in the street, They say I’m just a myth that the opps can’t beat.  (CHORUS) Midnight creepin’, hoodie low, silent step in the snow, Shadow in the alley, they don’t even know I’m close. No talkin’, no flexin’, just the cold of the steel, Heartbeat calm, this revenge feelin’ real. Glide like a phantom, vanish in the mist, One shot, one drop—ain’t no time to miss. They was laughin’ then, now they beggin’ on the floor, But I came for the silence, not the war no more.

STEALTH MODE! (FT. KrXno, CHRISBANDS, Monaco, HESI)

LYRICS:

gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

Gimme that meat, don’t play too sweet,
I want the bone, not just the treat.
No small bites, baby, I feast,
Dinner’s served — I'm a certified beast.
Booty up, face down, bring the heat,
I don’t want talk, just gimme that meat.
Thighs like silk, tongue like flame,
Say my name right when you play this game.
Juicy, thick, I ain’t shy,
He came through and left bone dry.
Drippin’ lips and a nasty streak,
I’m the one that make good boys weak.
Gimme that meat, hot and slow,
Don’t hold back — let the whole thing go.
Cheeks get clapped, beds get beat,
No vegan vibes — just gimme that meat.
No sides, no sauce — just raw,
I break him down like a dirty law.
He beggin’ “please,” I say gimme your knees,”
I’m the main course, come and eat with ease.
Gimme that meat, thick and real,
I want the weight, I want the feel.
Say it proud, from street to suite —
I’m starvin’, baby… gimme that meat. 🍖

(Hook)
gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

Pull up slow, unwrap that pack,
I need that prime, no baby snack.
No fast food, I dine all night,
Fork and knife, I’m 'bout that bite.
Slide it in, let’s raise the temp,
Hands on thighs, no room for rent.
Seasoned right, cooked well-done,
I’m tryna chew — not just have fun.
Gimme that meat, thick and clean,
Juicy cut, if you know what I mean.
No cap, I don’t skip meals,
If you got beef, bring it with feels.
Gimme that meat, plate it hot,
Don’t hold back, give me all you got.
No soft serve, I want that heat,
Take your time baby either way,  gimme that meat.
Stretch it out, no pressure, please,
Make it drip like it’s made to tease.
I ain’t picky, just play it right,
I want it rough, not just polite.
Smack that plate, I’m ready to eat,
No dry rub — I need that sweet.
Full course love, no takeout game,
You bring the meat, I’ll bring the flame.
Meat on the table — I go wild.
Don’t need love, just stay for a while.
Your meat is so thick, got me off my seat…
One more time now, Gimme. That. Meat. 🥩🔥
Category is... SEX. SIREN.
Ten across the board if he can take it!
Now werk that body, baby, give them a reason to gag.
Trade in my bed, Timbs on the floor,
Neck on lock while I beg for more.
He said, “You nasty,” I said, “I’m art,”
We don’t fake love.  we tear it apart.
Lips on mine, got that freaky swing,
Moan in his chest when I do my thing.
Lights go low, heels in the air,
He said, “I’m straight”— but now he don’t care.
Gimme face, gimme sweat, gimme neck,
Gimme that trade with the low voice check.
Gimme stroke, gimme spit, gimme heat, boy, gimme that meat boy, gimme that meat

gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

GIMME THAT MEAT!

LYRICS:

So, Brandon... why do you think you're here today?
What is it that you feel when you're alon-
I told my shrink I hate the world, she said “Brandon, that’s not new,”
I said, “Neither’s your advice, doc, now pass me that volume two,”
I’m scribblin' death threats on Post-Its,
Thinkin’ 'bout breakfast —
Cartoons and corpses, my thoughts stay eclectic.
Pops dipped early, ghosted like Casper,
Left me with mom and a hole that got vaster,
She prays to a God that don’t answer her calls,
While I talk to myself and punch holes in my walls. 
Still rockin' those beat-up Chucks with the laces torn,
Still buildin’ altars outta rage and college porn,
Still wishin’ someone would ask how I'm feelin’,
But if I said it out loud, they’d just call it “appealin’.”
(I'm not okay, but I lie so well)
They love the pain when it rhymes and sells.
(They don’t want me, they want my hell)
So I smile in the mirror like, “Die yourself.”
This ain’t growth, it’s just decay in disguise,
Got a demon on my shoulder wearin’ BAPE and a tie.
(Welcome to Shrink Talk, tell me how you feel)
I said, “Like I wanna crash a car just to see if it’s real.”
I grew up in shadows, sharp tongue and blisters,
Skipped prom to write verses dissin' my sister,
Ain’t no hugs in this house, just slaps and scriptures,
Now I rap like a heathen with a pack of Twizzlers.
I laughed when she said “your future looks bright,”
Guess she ain’t seen my notebooks at night,
I write like a villain tryna climb outta trauma,
But the villain.. AAARGH!
I'm a mascot for kids with no dad and no outlet,
Who text “I’m fine” while writin' su*c*de in the margins of their math test.
Therapy bills stack like Lego towers,
And I just knock ‘em down — that’s control, that’s power.
They want the monster but not the mess,
The headline, not the context.
I’m talkin’ to shadows, burnin' sage in my room,
Still smell brimstone in my headphones — boom.
I spit truth like it’s blood on a canvas,
Made friends with the void, now we do damage.
I’m numb, but I fake it for applause and a check,
Wrote a song ‘bout my pain, they called it “refreshing,” bet.
Therapist: Do you think you’re addicted to sadness?
Brandon: I think sadness is addicted to me.
Therapist: That’s not how emotions work, Brandon.
Brandon: Neither is abandoning your kid, but here we are.
Therapist: You doing okay so far?
Brandon: Yeah, I’m fine, just a little more dead
Got ghosts in my phone and a war in my head.
(I’m the poster boy for pain in a hoodie)
Smile for the press while I rot in the hoodie.
Ain’t healing, just got better at hiding,
Therapist takin’ notes while I dream about dying.
(Welcome back to Shrink Talk, hope you enjoy the show)
I said, “Therapy’s just rap with less echo".
I took meds for a week, wrote three better verses,
Now I’m back off ‘em, talkin’ to my curses.
My mind’s a haunted house with no doors,
Every thought a jump scare, blood on the floors.
You ever smile so long your face starts twitchin’?
Laugh in the mirror ‘til it breaks, that’s livin’.
I said, “Doc, what’s the point of it all?”
You said, “You’re talented.”
I said, “So is my fall.”
All these fans want a piece of the wreck,
Want the sad kid with bars, not the scars or the check,
I'm a headline, a playlist, a quote for your thread,
But none of you’d care if I woke up dead.

SHRINK TALK!

ORIGINAL SAMPLE: Sonata - Higher

LYRICS:

Let me take you higher, out this frame,
Out of the hurt, outta their games.
You ain’t gotta flinch when you feel love near,
I'm right here, crystal clear.
We don’t gotta rush, we don’t gotta fold,
But if you fall, I won’t let go.
Take my hand — we’ll go past fire,
Girl, I’m here to take you higher.

I'll take you higher (4x)

Forget the ones who made your heart dim,
I’m tryna help you shine from within.
Not just the curves, not just the skin,
But the fire, the dream, the light within.
You laugh different when you feel safe,
I peep the glow when you drop that weight.
We could vibe in silence or dance ‘til dawn,
Either way, I’m yours — yeah, fully on.

I'll take you higher (4x)

Shawty too cold, yeah, she been through fire (fire)
Still got a glow, now I lift her higher (higher)
Took her from low, now she touchin’ sky, yeah (sky, yeah)
Heart on froze, but I’m bringin’ fire (fire)
Pain in her soul, but she walk like choir (choir)
Say she don’t trust, I don’t play no liar (nah)
Movin’ in steps, we ain’t gotta race (nah)
Took her to peace, not another place (place)
No fake love, just a real embrace (yeah)
She got a storm, I can feel her grace
Late night talks, put her fears to rest (shhh)
Now she breathe light when she feel my chest
I take you higher (higher), don’t need no flight (no flight)
Got you inspired (spinnin’), change your life (your life)
No more liars (nah), cut those ties (cut ‘em)
You deserve love that don’t just die
I take you higher (yeah), over pain (pain)
Off this earth, we out this frame (frame)
She said “I’m tired,” I said “Just name
Where you wanna go — I’ll drive through rain.”
Whippin’ through lanes with the seats laid back (back)
Vibes on chill but my hands don’t lack (nah)
Touch your mind, not just your back (back)
Whisper dreams and she call me that (that)

(singing for the rest of the song LMAAO)

TAKE YA HIGHER!

LYRICS:

Ridin' ’round wit’ that stick 
She in my bed, take a flick 
Chrome on my pants, I’m lit 
Don’t even talk, just hiss 
Ugh! I’m on Mars wit’ the clique 
Hop in the whip, then I drift 
Neck like a glacier, it drip 
Walk in this bih like a myth 
I got fangs, no cap 
She love the way that I snap 
No soul, blacked out 
Codeine dreams, I nap 
Heart cold like ice 
Pop one, then I float 
Don’t call my phone, no ties 
I don’t play no roles 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Vamp mode, we don’t sleep, bruh 
Fangs out when I creep up 
I’m the reaper, nice to meet ya 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Blood red seats in the Beamer 
Too gone, I might delete ya 
I'm in my own world, no subpoena
Racks in the back of the trunk 
I put that boy in a blunt 
Neck on froze like a tundra 
I took yo’ ho to Wakanda 
She wanna ride in a spaceship 
I don’t do talkin’, I face it 
All black fit like a Mason 
Mask on tight, I’m Jason 
Walk in the club with my fangs out 
He talk slick, now he rang out 
Chrome Heart belt, let it hang out
Geeked off red, not the same now
(She like “Brandon, you changed now”)
I don’t know you nigga
I don't know you nigga
I don’t fucking know you!
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, I can't die 
Look in my eyes, you’ll see fire 
All of my opps get denied 
I don’t do love, that’s a lie 
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, born to ride 
VVS tear when I cry 
Hop in that 'Rari and fly 
Bih got fangs like me 
We don’t sleep, we feast 
All night runs, that geek 
Pop that tab, I’m free 
I don't play fair, I cheat 
No soul, I’m elite 
Pentagram on my tee 
Penthouse top, no lease 
I’m in that mode again 
Twin Glock twins like codeine twins 
She in my line, tryna sin 
I told her, “bring a friend”
She do what I say like I’m Zordon 
I'm not human, I’m foreign
Neon light drip, I’m glowin’
Ain’t no slowin’, we soarin’!
Yeah, I just blacked out in the Maybach 
She said “you cold,” I said “say that” 
I see through lies like a face tat 
They copy my swag, I hate that 
Chrome Heart lens, can’t see no opps
All of my bros got beams on Glocks
Never go broke, I bleed that guap
Put me in Hell, I still won’t stop 
Talk to the mirror, he don’t talk back 
I'm not real, just a format 
Plug hit once, now I orbit 
I’m not me, I’m morphin’ 
Hunnid round drum, distortion 
All of my fits imported 
I got demons I talk to nightly
All of this drip, unsightly 
Yeah… walk through walls like ghost 
Bih got fangs, she do the most 
Vamp life tatted on my throat 
Heart gone — I left that boat 
Crashin’ the scene like “who dat?”
Too many hits, no comeback
Fell in the fire, came out black
I'm from Mars, that’s no cap (brrr!)
Skull in my cup, I sip that doom (doom)
She off shrooms, she floatin’ too
No rules, I’m born to lose
Still came first, I bent the truth
Uh, never had fear in my chest
Ink on my neck like death
Jump in the mosh, make a mess
I don't want fame, want rest 
NO MIND — I don’t think no more
NO MIND — I can’t feel no more
NO MIND — this not real, I’m sure
NO MIND — can’t sleep, I soar
NO MIND — diamonds red like war
NO MIND — she crawl on all fours
NO MIND — that’s my final form
NO MIND — rage till I’m reborn
I ain’t got a mind no mo’
I ain’t got a heart no mo’
All I got is rage and glow
Blood on my coat, let’s go
(vamp,vamp,vamp)
I just popped out with the static 
I'm not human, I’m graphic 
She wanna bite me, addict 
I’m in the cut like fabric 
No heart, no soul, just havoc
Red eyes glowin’ in traffic
Plug too wild, that’s magic
Neon wings, I’m blastin’ 
High off nothin’, I tweak 
Balenci moon boots, sleek 
I don’t text, I delete 
If you ain’t slime, don’t speak 
Got no ceiling, no peak 
Whole clique glitch, no leak 
I'm in Hell with the keys
VVS drown, I freeze

BLOODLINE! (FT. KrXno)

Thank you for 20 followers..

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i think we collectively as a scene need to harass people like anthony fantano and other music critics to review and platform our albums and big projects. we haven't had representation in the mainstream music world since skrillex and people are so unwilling to platform bass music because they associate it with 2013 vine memes but a lot of people are truly missing a huge piece of music that is happening.
with syzy's new album, yvm3's first EP, and hvdes album (and some more projects im privy to (bejalvin)) dropping we need to push these projects because things are changing. we should embrace the alt electronic

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